She forgot herself, her old job, what she used to do.
Did I really work?
Did I do all that?
She forgot her relatives, confused her siblings with her children.
She forgot her in-laws, knowing they were still familiar.
She forgot her children, forgetting she is a mother.
She forgot her husband, perhaps not surprising, he’s been gone many years.
She forgot her grandchildren, doesn’t recognize them.
She remembers how to eat, how to go to bed, how to rise in the morning.
She remembers how to wash herself, though she confuses the shampoo with the body wash.
She remembers numbers, but just barely gets up to ten.
She remembers to smile and she smiles often, everyday.